Mayor Buckman: Got any last requests, boy?
Malcolm: Yeah. Kiss my black ass.
Mayor Buckman: This ain't my first barbeque, son! And it surely won't be my last.
Rufus: Now. Daddy. Daddy, don't mind Lester none. I got full confidence in him.
Mayor Buckman: Son, one time I had full confidence in a fart. Shit all over myself.
Freddy Krueger: Man the torpedoes.
Freddy Krueger: Every town has an Elm Street.
Freddy Krueger: No screaming while the bus is in motion.
Freddy Krueger: Hey! You forgot the power glove.
Freddy Krueger: Kung fu this, bitch.
Tracy: This is my dream, and I do what I want.
Freddy Krueger: Might be your dream, but it's my rules.
Freddy Krueger: Johnny. Up here.
Freddy Krueger: Sticks and stone may break my bones, but nothing will ever kill me.
Freddy Krueger: You want to know the secret of pain? If you just stop feeling it, you can start using it!
Freddy Krueger: Nice hearing from you, Carlos.
Freddy Krueger: Will, you look tired. Have a seat.
Will Stanton: No thanks. I'm fine just the way I am.
Freddy Krueger: For now, maybe... but when you wake up... It's back... in the saddle... again.
Freddy Krueger: What a rush.
Freddy Krueger: You're mine now, piggy.
Freddy Krueger: Joey... look. All the little piggies come home.
Nancy Thompson: Let him go, Krueger.
Freddy Krueger: Your wish... is my command.
Freddy Krueger: Welcome to prime time, bitch! [Pulls girl's head into the TV.]
Freddy Krueger: How's this for a wet dream?
Freddy Krueger: No pain, no gain.
Freddy Krueger: You shouldn't have buried me. I'm not dead.
